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No Shit. Seriously.
Not the same McCain of course. He had been down the river multiple times, Rick had been down it once and Greg and I were virgins.
I was a little concerned at the put in when Rick and Greg slipped off to smoke a big doobie. They offered me some but this was TEH UPPER GAULEY! I was comforted by the fact that McCain didn't indulge either. I knew who I was going to follow.
As it turn out John McCain's memory was as crappy as his namesake. Above each big rapid I asked how to run it. I would get back something like this "uh...gotta work your way down...uh....er....obstructions and er.... and there a big hole at the bottom." Like a good politician he never deviated from this script, be it Insignificant, Pillow, Lost Paddle, Sweets, etc.
I started following Rick's lines. Although he had only been down it once, he had it down. My run was happily uneventful.
I learned that experience is overrated and sometimes it's better to follow the stoned hippy
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I followed John McCain down the river New 
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